Bet It On The Moon

Chapter One

Chapter One

I sit in my tree house and cover my ears. I shut out all the screaming and noise from inside my house and shove all the negative monsters out of my head. My fingers curl through my dark hair, and I imagine a place somewhere far from here. That is how I have gotten through most of the years. When I get tired of all the shouting and yelling, I come to my tree house. I know it seems weird for a fourteen year-old boy to sill have a tree house, but it's my only way of coping. Besides writing. I pick at the wood on the floor and lie down. I let my eyelids flutter and I am about to doze off, when I hear someone. "Ok Mom." A quiet voice comes from the backyard next door. I try to hide myself, and I hunker down under the wall so she cannot see me. I slightly pull myself up to the window and glance out at her. There she sits, swinging on her wooden swing from a tree. Her hair flies from her face and to me she looks like an angel. I grab a piece of notebook paper from the many binders I have stored in my hide out, and snatch a pen off the floor. I start writing. I write down everything about her. She has sea foamy-green eyes with just a tint of blue. Her hair a light brown, with a little strawberry, and a peak of sunshine blonde. Her voice as light as a daisy, with a laugh that could wake a sleeping giant. How she does not care what other people think of her. She is outgoing, and witty, and I long to have a conversation with her. But I have never spoken to her. I have sat and watched her from my back yard ever since she moved here in the sixth grade. She has yet to notice me, and I am somewhat glad, for she would only be embarrased to be seen with me. I have always wondered why I have never had the courage to even say hi to her. I scribble all these things on paper and raise it above me to read it. On the walls are more papers that say the exact same thing. All about June Mcarthy. Even her name is beautiful. I decide to go back to my mess of a home, as I gather my things and climb down the tree house. As I walk toward my house I think she sees me and gives a small dainty wave, but I only scatter away.